-Author's POV-

Madison holds in her cries all throughout the car journey home. Her teeth are clenched tightly to her lower lip; she can feel the sob begging to erupt. Her line of vision blurred with tears, it's a long journey home - or so it felt.

"They did say they were sorry" She chooses to stay quiet, because whatever was going to come out of her mouth in this moment was violence.

"They tried to finish the meeting early, but they got held up" Jeffry explains, there was no use in his explanations, she refused to accept another excuse.

"They're happy for you-"

"Stop." She croaks, he sighs sadly and decides against stating any more excuses for the parents.

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"Don't be upset babe." Cheryl tries to get her wife's mood back in order. Kimberley was unsure why she'd been so affected with the way Jeffry had spoken to Madison, and the expression of Madison's face forever imprinted in her mind. She could see the rejection to the teen's sad appearance.

"I'm not" She tries to smile. What's happening to me? She asks herself again.

"You really like her don't you?" Cheryl smiles sadly, she's quick to wipe her wife's falling tear.

"I don't k-know why." She laughs tearfully; Cheryl pulls her in closer. They fall back into the sofa, limbs and arms wrapping together in protection.

"What's on your mind?" Cheryl speaks sweetly, her fingers rack through the blonde's short locks. Kimberley sighs with a hiccup and buries her face against the Geordie's chest.

"I think she's really special," She whispers, "Almost like.. Agh never mind."

"What? What is it baby?" Cheryl places her hand to her wife's cheek, begging for their eyes to meet.

"It doesn't matter, I just want you to hold me right now." Kimberley wasn't going to voice her true thoughts, afraid of reality unfolding and tearing their relationship apart with this one confession. So, she keeps it locked away.

"I'll do just that then" Cheryl smiles, completely oblivious to what her wife had been hiding.

"I have you home for two days before your crazy schedule starts-"

"Aw, don't make it sound like that. Are you not going to come with us to rehearsals and what not?"

Kimberley shrugs in response.

"You don't have to go to the bakery? Do you?" Cheryl asks with hopefulness in her voice.

"Well, I can't just leave my workers without order-"

"Order aye?" Cheryl giggles, "I love when you get all businessy on us." Kimberley joins in with the giggles and shuffles until she's lying fully on top of the Geordie.

She smiles down sweetly at her wife.

"What?" Cheryl giggles nervously. Suddenly going shy with the intensity her wife conveyed through her blue-greys.

"Nothing" Kimberley whispers, it's barely a hush, Cheryl reads her wife's lips with the soft sound. Their eyes never shift from the enchanted lock.

Kimberley leans in and kisses her wife's lips, barely there, almost like a hazed dream of angel kisses being placed to the brunette's lips.

Eyes still opened and allowing each other into the portal of their souls.

"Your lips are my favorite type of sweetness" Kimberley flirts, pressing her lips a little harder; lingering them together.

"Is that why you're always calling us sugar lips?" Cheryl giggles against Kimberley's lips.

"And how do you know I'm talking about those lips?" Cheryl gasps at her wife's bluntness. Kimberley was always opened with her sexuality, and was never shy to voice her dirty thoughts.

"You know when we first met I thought you were right innocent." Cheryl speaks all while Kimberley kisses her neck, nipping and licking the tasteful skin.

"Mm and what do you think now?" She speaks in between kisses. Trailing her lips back up to Cheryl's dimpled cheeks and sealing their lips together once more.

"I think," Cheryl kisses her "You're a horny bastard"

"Can't argue there," Kimberley kisses her, Cheryl can't help but smile with each kiss placed to her lips. It was the way the blonde touched her, the way she was always so anxious to feel her. Even after years together, the sensation of fluttering butterflies erupting in the pit of her stomach will never grow old.

"Although it's your fault really-"

"Me fault?!" Kimberley laughs at her wife's dramatic nature.

"You're the one that's so sexy" The blonde growls and goes back to assaulting the Geordies neck, getting giggles and sequels in return.

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The teen eats dinner alone that night; texts back and forth from her parents was the highlight of her day. Sweet texts would manipulate her to cave in and forgive. She was naïve, no matter what mask she'd wear that day, she'd never be able to rid the naïve and gullible quality she had.

So, she keeps the smile on her face as she replies to her Mum's text.

'Yeah, just had a takeaway x'

She sends the message and lies back in the sofa, tossing the empty takeaway carton on the coffee table.

Madison was an adventurist, she loved nothing more than exploring the world, seeing new people, and most of all, she loved experiencing these moments with the people she loved.

She ponders for a moment.

'Is this what love really is?' She'd figured every Mum and Dad would work late hours, and she also thought every daughter or son begged for their parents' attention.

But then again - no

'Will get you some sweets on our way home x'

The smile returns.

'You'll be home soon? x' She sends the text straightaway.

'Not yet, we've still got plenty of paperwork to verify x' And just like that, the smile fades.

This was Madison's life, an empty home filled with everything one could ever dream of. She felt alone in a place where the feeling of warmth was absent, and where love was supposed to be filling the air. The ambiance that was supposed to be bursting with laughter, and never-ending chatter was replaced with silence.

So there she sits, all night, waiting for her parents return.

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Kimberley releases her lips from the heated kiss; gasping for air.

"Me lips feel sore, you're an animal tonight. Take it easy." Cheryl giggles and runs her finger along her sore lips.

"I'm just kissing you baby." She leans in for another kiss, but is promptly stopped. Cheryl's palm catches blonde's lips, but that doesn't stop Kimberley from kissing the palm of her hand, licking and kissing the skin.

"You're odd." Cheryl laughs, and watches her wife with a smirk playing on her lips.

God I love her

"Baby?" Kimberley's words muffle.

"Hmm?" Cheryl replies with dreamy eyes, her hand still clasped against the blondes mouth.

"Can we go upstairs now?" Kimberley's words muffle again, she can see Cheryl's eyes in a trance. She smiles behind the palm and places another sweet kiss.

"Mhm" The Geordie nods but doesn't move. Kimberley stands to her feet and with one swift movement, she holds Cheryl in her arms. Scooping her right up, and cradling her firmly against her.

"You're going to drop us!" Cheryl laughs.

"Not like I've never held you like this before.. Hold on to me." And she does just that. Kimberley was always so protective of her wife, even when they first got to know each other, when friendship soon turned into a relationship; the blonde always felt the need to protect her, with every part of her.

Cheryl kisses and sucks down on Kimberley's neck with each step up the never-ending staircase.

"Who's an animal now?" Kimberley laughs with a moan lacing in with her musical sound.

"Mmm" She sucks down harder.

"Better not be leaving a mark Mrs.! I'm not going into work tomorrow with your mark." That doesn't seem to stop Cheryl from leaving the blotchy purple and red spot in plain sight for everyone to see.

Kimberley tuts playfully and kicks their bedroom door open.

"Alright, you asked for it." She tosses her giggling wife onto the bed, and climbs right on top of her. The minimal wear was torn right off, leaving them bare and mouthwatering for both of women's likings.

Their lips seal once more, tongue and sweet saliva mixing and swaying together. It's sloppy, frantic, and perfect, just what they desired. Kimberley grasps her wife's backside and wraps the limb around her; resting it on her own backside. The blonde fondles with the Geordies backside, gripping it with aggression. She'd never get sick of the feel, the smoothness, and the plumpness of it.

She releases the firm bum, and brings her hand up to the back of her wife's neck. Tearing their lips apart.

Latching her lips to the smoothness of the Geordies neck. Leaving the same mark she'd left her, leaving one too many for the brunettes liking.

"N-No.. Mm baby, not too many" Cheryl bites her lower lip, her hands clutching and scratching Kimberley's back. Her nails draw artistic marks of pleasure behind.

"Ah!" The brunette throws her head back, enjoying the bites of Kimberley's teeth sinking into her neck.

Kimberley releases her teeth and grips the back of her Cheryl's neck instead, bringing the Geordies mouth to her nipple. Cheryl obliges instantly, sucking down on the erect nipple, her arms still wrapped firmly around the blondes toned waist.

"Mmm fcuk yes" Kimberley hisses, her elbow leans against the mattress to steady herself. She gives Cheryl access to both mounds, getting her wife to grasp the other one, caressing it with tease.

She leans in and kisses Cheryl's forehead as the Geordie continues her swirling of the tongue to the pink-fleshed nipple.

Cheryl switches from mound-to-mound until Kimberley was satisfied.

"Shuffle up for me babe" Kimberley instructs, Cheryl is in a sex haze, she's under Kimberley's spell. She lies against the pillows, giving the blonde access to devour the perfect body right beneath her.

She begins to trail her kisses down the heaving body, its skin so flawless and bronzed. Her tongue can't help but come on to play, teasing the Geordie further.

"Sugar lips" Kimberley laughs sexily, lifting both of Cheryl's legs up over her shoulder. It doesn't surprise her to find how wet her wife was, in fact, it only made her feel even more smug.

"Kimba, no teasing baby.. Just please." Cheryl begs.

"Let me hear it then." Kimberley smirks; Cheryl knows exactly what her wife had requested.

"Fcuk off no!" Cheryl shakes her head with a smile.

"Okay you asked for it." She brings her lips down to the wet folds, beginning her teasing. Sliding her tongue along the wet flaps.

"Kimba.. P-Please." Cheryl bites her lower lip in desperation not to scream.

"Swear you taste like sugar" The blonde murmurs against the wet center, still teasing Cheryl into her death. It was the feeling of desire growing rapidly, her clit pulsing wildly, and she couldn't take the torture any longer.

"A-AH!" The sensation grows, and just as Kimberley feels her wife ready to come she pulls away, only for Cheryl to wrap her legs firmly around the blondes neck - forcing her back in.

"Don't you dare!" Cheryl snaps, Kimberley smiles against the scorching center, stopping her tongue from doing any movement.

"Let me hear it" Kimberley repeats, her words sounding against the moist cunt. Their eyes lock as Cheryl opens her mouth to say the words demanded to be voiced.

"You're so annoying-"

"Nope, wrong words" Kimberley grins against the center still pressed firmly against her mouth.

"You're the best sex I will ever have and no one will ever make us come the way you do." She huffs like a child. "There! I said it-"

"Not all of it" Kimberley loved teasing her wife, and they have come to this little playful act once upon a time when the blonde had teased Cheryl into saying this exact line. Now, Kimberley loved nothing more than Cheryl to repeat it, at her own spontaneous accord.

Cheryl whispers inaudible words.

"Can't hear you.." Kimberley pulls away a bit, the feel of her wife's legs untightening from around her.

"You're me sex maniac." And with those words voiced, Kimberley devours her wife's cunt. Bringing her to her orgasm not once, but four times that night.

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The mother and father come home late that night, and find their teenage daughter knocked out into oblivion on the sofa.

Madison is quick to wake up with a start, the sound of footsteps startle her out of the deep sleep she'd been in. She was always a light sleeper.

"Mmm Dad?" She groans and sits up, rubbing away the sleep from her eyes.

"Hey champ," He gives her a kiss on the forehead, Clara mirroring her husband's actions and setting down the box of sweets in front of a sleepless Madison.

"Time is it?" She yawns and lies back in the sofa.

"Just gone twelve," He pats her knee, and gives it an affectionate squeeze.

"How was your trip?" Clara asks, the teens green eyes open with a smile, right now, all she wanted was to be loved. With Clara's interest in her daughter's day, that's exactly what Madison was feeling - love.

"Made it through" She beams with an expressive smile.

"So I heard, how's about I make us all a cuppa and we can share these cupcakes we bought?" Madison nods, her sleepy smile never disappearing. The dimples put boldly on display for both parents to see just how happy she was in this moment.

Carla leaves the father and daughter alone as she disappears out of the front room and into the kitchen to make those cuppas.

"How was it?" Connor asks, he takes off his suit jacket and tosses it on the side. He reaches out for the box of cakes and settles beside his daughter.

"It was actually really fun, although the girls in my category are right b!tches." She rolls her eyes and takes a red velvet cupcake, biting down messily into the moist cake.

"Have they told you something?"

"Nah," She speaks with a mouthful of desert "I never let them" She half lies. They'd spoken unkindly to her, but she couldn't control what came out of their mouths, only what came out of hers.

"These are so good" She changes the subject. "Where are they from?" She asks, looking at the desert box.

"I don't know, some place called Sweet Love.. We kind of ran into it during our lunch break today" he shrugs and bites into another cake. She sighs and snuggles into his side, still holding the half eaten cupcake.

"I missed you daddy" She yawns.

"Aw haven't gone anywhere champ" Connor gives her a kiss to the forehead and wraps his arm around her. She smiles at the affection, it had been forever since he'd held her this way.

"Don't go falling asleep" He chuckles and takes the cupcake out of her hand, and finishes it.

"M'not" She murmurs, slowly, she begins to ease into dreamland. Her smile never disappearing with each breath inhaled, she nears back to the dreams she never wanted to escape.

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Cheryl lies against her wife's chest, lazily drawing patterns against Kimberley's bare stomach.

"What'cha thinking about?" Kimberley breaks the peaceful silence. The darkness lingers in the room, but the drapes are opened widely, allowing the moonlight to shine through and reveal themselves to each other.

"How much I love you.." Kimberley smiles at her wife's sweetness.

"Alright cheesy pants"

"No that's you" Cheryl grumbles and shuffles further into Kimberley's bare arms. Peppering kisses to the exposed chest before resting her head there.

"What scares you the most?" Cheryl whispers.

"Well, what do you mean?" Kimberley pouts, unsure where this question came from.

"I'm scared of losing you" Comes the faint whisper.

"What's brought this on babe?" Kimberley pulls away and shuffles down, they lie facing each other, with their foreheads colliding softly together.

"I'm scared one day you'll get sick of us.. You know, not wanting to carry our baby-" She cuts her off with a kiss, silencing her ramble.

"Shh" She kisses her again, letting her lips lingers to Cheryl's trembling ones.

"You're never going to lose me.. Do you hear me?"

"Do you promise?" Cheryl squeaks, her emotions rising.

"Promise, it should be me afraid of losing you-"

"No baby-" Kimberley cuts her off with another kiss.

"Let me finish" She murmurs. Cheryl nods and licks her lips, savoring the taste of Kimberley.

"I'm the one that can't carry a baby, and you're not ready to carry our baby. And.. You also don't want to adopt-"

"I do baby, I swear I do.."

"Then what is it?" Kimberley urges her to speak, her voice never rising always soft and sweet.

"I want to be able to carry it you know... Just.. I'm not ready. I don't want to adopt either, well not yet anyways. I want to carry our baby before anything-"

"And what if you're not ready?" Kimberley asks, her fingers feather through Cheryl's long brown locks.

"We've only been married for six years baby-"

"Only?" Kimberley laughs lightly "That seems like a long time to me, not to mention our three years prior of being together, until you plucked up the courage to ask-"

"Hey!" Cheryl pouts, giving Kimberley a playful shove "You could have asked to you now."

"Too chicken to ask" Cheryl smiles as she remembers her wife's confession once upon a time.

"Find it quite cute that you were scared to ask" Cheryl giggles and unexpectedly kisses a frowning Kimberley.

"Stop being mean"

"Aw baby, I'm not" Cheryl continues her cute laughter, getting Kimberley to smile as she watches her wife lose herself in the laugh. The room fills with her Cheryl's beautiful sound.

"Can I tell you something?" Kimberley speaks once Cheryl's laughter died down.

"Mm what do you want to ask us? Anything you want baby"

"What's gotten into you?" It was Kimberley's turn to laugh at her wifes odd behavior. The giddy Geordie begins to make playful sounds, only sending Kimberley into a fit of giggles.

"Nothing, I'm just happy. What do you want to tell us?" Kimberley stares at the smiling beauty for a few seconds before speaking up.

"I was angry with you for the longest time," She begins, the once beaming smile Cheryl exuded had diminished with the words Kimberley had confessed.

"Why?" Cheryl croaks, Kimberley can hear the tears sounding in her wifes voice. She curses herself for ruining the moment.

"For the longest time.. But not anymore. I was so upset at the fact you didn't want to carry our baby.. But I get it now, I promise you. I get it baby-"

"How come you never told us this?" Cheryl whispers, her eyes watering with sadness.

"I was more angry with myself you know," The blonde ignores her wife's question. "It wasn't until recently I accepted it-"

"Why didn't you tell us?" Cheryl sniffs, repeating her question once more.

"Because I didn't want problems," The tone Kimberley was using could make any broken soul whole again.

"But you're angry with us"

"I was baby, I was.. Not anymore-"

"I promise I'll carry it when I'm r-ready" Cheryl hiccups, forcing herself to keep the sob intact.

"We'll take our time-"

"Is that why you love Madison so much?" The upset Geordie asks, her tears rushing freely out of her brown orbs. Kimberley frowns.

"Because she's young.. She's still practically a child-"

"Fifteen is a child baby-"

"Is that why you were in such a mood when we were coming back from the airport?"

"Well yes, I was upset with the way that what's his face was talking to her-" Cheryl is quick to speak.

"But she's not your daughter baby, she has parents-"

"Have you met them?" Cheryl wipes her tears and shakes her head.

"Let's not think about it anymore, can I just hold you until we've fallen asleep?" Kimberley asks, wiping a fallen tear from Cheryl's flustered cheek.

"Can you hold us even when we're sleeping?" The Geordie asks cheekily.

"You're a pain, even when you're upset you still manage to think of something cheeky." She pulls in the sniffling and giggling brunette into her arms. Kissing her head repeatedly with love.

"I love you so much" Cheryl sighs to her wife's words, and repeats the loving confession back to her.

"I love you so much"

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A/N: Please Vote and comment if you have a nice, sweet, loving soul.

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